Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Sometimes I wonder if taking a holiday is really a good idea. Sure, I come back refreshed, full of stories and food, carrying memories – but really, all I do is think about the next trip, the next flight, the next bag to pack. If I could find a way to travel perpetually, to spend my life out of a suitcase, I think I’d do it. At least, for a while.

Of course, this is where cognitive dissonance sets in. You see, by nature, I’m a nester. I like my hearth and home. I like the idea of having a bed to call my own and bookshelves brimming with staycation adventures. I like baking and decorating and curling up in front of the TV to watch reality shows about islands or dancing. And yet… and yet.

Monday, May 14, 2012

A short review, poppets. Avengers was excellent – a real reward for watching its five predecessors. I was particularly stoked to see Tom Hiddleston return as Loki. I love this character and this actor. And I shouldn’t have worried at all about how so many big characters could share one screen – Joss Whedon did a great job with the ensemble cast. And the script – wow. Really. Wow. Hulk got two great one-liners (considering that the previous two movies had a grand total of none), Captain America was appropriately lost in most conversations, Thor was still so believable in his quest to bring his brother home and Stark? Well, RDJ and Whedon are a match made in heaven. You MUST stick around until after the credits to truly understand their chemistry.

Friday, May 04, 2012

Today, I returned to Vieux Québec; the last time I was here, I reaffirmed my love of not just all things French, but of this beautiful country with its rich (and so often forgotten) history. Jadek and I packed up and left the 'Saug at 0500, making the 8-hour trek to Quebec City; it was a great drive, with excellent passenger relations. We chatted about Warcraft and read "Discover" magazine articles for a lot of the trip and passionately discussed topics like Einstein's Theory of Relativity, unsolvable math problems and dreams posed by the impatient futurist. Only two yawns on the entire trip. Also: one tank of gas! Go Bella!